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| We're not lost now, I suppose, We're just following our nose. Though surroundings may seem strange We are still within our range. To be sure we stop to check If our course is still on deck. Anxious wondering gives way To our goal at end of day. We were never really lost. Every street that we have crossed Brought us nearer to our goal So the journey would be whole. | ||
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